here's one to cheer everyone up

JA JA JA JA JA JA JA JA JA JA JA JA JA JA JA JA JA

tengo frío
pero no tanto
bueno...
qué cosas eh, el floren...
mjuajua
pues nada, hoy he comido un bocata guays.
parece que veremos el comi.
y poco más, soy sensible al viento gélido.
ya me estoy bajando todas las pelis que no tengo de Llorator para la siguiente entrega.
quiero comeeeeeeeeeeeer
mujeeeeeeer



Nothin' last forever
It's so sad to lose your love
I've been crazy since you left me
I'm sorry for what I've done
Why did you go, why did you go
Have you ever had a broken heart
Have you ever lost your mind
Have you ever woke up screamin'
'Cause you're so lonely you could die
Why did you go, why did you go
I'm lonely baby
Cry, cry, cry
Cry, cry, cry
I'm gonna cry myself blind
Cry, cry, cry
I'm gonna cry myself blind
Good times don't come easy
Dreams don't all come true
The world looks like a prison
When you're stingin' with the blues
Why did you go, why did you go
I'm gonna cry myself blind
Cry, cry, cry
Cry, cry, cry
Cry, cry, cry
Cry, cry, cry...

me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo me congelo

tengo krispies
comí en vips
no he recogido la basura acumulada
me tomaba yo un bocatita
o unas patatuelas
o espaguetos
mmm
ayer me acosté a las 21:30
repetimos?

me congelo

Maximilian Hecker - Cold wind blowing

Cold wind blowing
Cold ice snowing
Light blue longing
My heart stops running
There's no place to hide

es un marica pero me congelo

No he podido evitarlo.
Any of it!

Bueno, hoy veo my all time favorite de Llorator, Face Off.

Y he empezado otra investigación paralela.
Rob Schneider se hace la cera en:
Gigoló
Rústicos en Dinerolandia
The Hot Chick

Y la he diñao como siempre, todo el vestidor está en el salón.
Y ya estoy planeando mi viajecito.
Y no sé, no veo muchas posibilidades de hacer nada hoy, pero vosotras diréis.
Ah, es el cumple de Pachi.


And so it is
Just like you said it would be
Life goes easy on me
Most of the time
And so it is
The shorter story
No love, no glory
No hero in her sky

I can't take my eyes off of you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off of you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes...

And so it is
Just like you said it should be
We'll both forget the breeze
Most of the time
And so it is
The colder water
The blower's daughter
The pupil in denial

I can't take my eyes off of you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off of you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes...

Did I say that I loathe you?
Did I say that I want to
Leave it all behind?

I can't take my mind off of you
I can't take my mind off you
I can't take my mind off of you
I can't take my mind off you
I can't take my mind off you
I can't take my mind...
My mind...my mind...
'Til I find somebody new

It's all for nothing if you don't have freedom.

Es viernes
libertaaaaad
dura poco
me he echao una buena siesta
mola
la la la
y nada, lama ha quemado el pollo la muy... qué desastre
hoy veré el comi atrasao. creo.
y alguna peli mala como rústicos en dinerolandia
yai!
bueno, i leave you to your thoughts
farewell



Head like a rock spinning round and round
I found it in a hole sitting upside down
You point the finger at me but I don't believe
Paint me a wish on a velvet sky
You demand the answers but I don't know why in my mind
There is no time

But the little things they make me so happy
All I want to do is live by the sea
Little things they make me so happy
But it's good it's good it's good to be free

So what would you say if I said to you
It's not in what you say it's in what you do
You point the finger at me but I don't believe
Bring it on home to where we found
My head like a rock sitting upside down
In my mind there is no time

But the little things they make me so happy
All I want to do is live by the sea
Little things they make me so happy
But it's good it's good it's good to be free

qué infierno

leyi no se ha dejao fotografiar con la peluca azul
así que nada

hoy he ido a un curso!!!!!
novedades de la vida.

me voy a por charlie oscar uniform kilo.

y a cenar

y voy a ver ese episodio del ala, ale.

me mola el boss
y es carnaval

I hold you in my arms
as the band plays
What are those words whispered baby
just as you turn away
I saw you last night
out on the edge of town
I wanna read your mind
To know just what I've got in this new thing I've found
So tell me what I see
when I look in your eyes
Is that you baby
or just a brilliant disguise

I heard somebody call your name
from underneath our willow
I saw something tucked in shame
underneath your pillow
Well I've tried so hard baby
but I just can't see
What a woman like you
is doing with me
So tell me who I see
when I look in your eyes
Is that you baby
or just a brilliant disguise

Now look at me baby
struggling to do everything right
And then it all falls apart
when out go the lights
I'm just a lonely pilgrim
I walk this world in wealth
I want to know if it's you I don't trust
'cause I damn sure don't trust myself

Now you play the loving woman
I'll play the faithful man
But just don't look too close
into the palm of my hand
We stood at the alter
the gypsy swore our future was right
But come the wee wee hours
Well maybe baby the gypsy lied
So when you look at me
you better look hard and look twice
Is that me baby
or just a brilliant disguise

Tonight our bed is cold
I'm lost in the darkness of our love
God have mercy on the man
Who doubts what he's sure of

carnavaaaalllll!!!!!!!!
uh uh
bueno vamos a ver el barça chelsea A GANARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
por favor...
que si no ganan me enfadaré...
"barcelonismo" es la palabra favorita de Jaime hoy. No sé por qué, yo considero que es una mierda.
bueno pues buuurp
bueno son las 8 y cuarenta y dosss las ocho y cuarenta y dosss
nos vamos

I was riding my horse
down by the rio grande
when i looked at a cowboy cowboy cowboy cowboy under the moon

There's a southern accent, where I come from The young'uns call it country The Yankees call it dumb I got my own way of talkin' But everything is done, with a southern accent Where I come from
Now that drunk tank in Atlanta's Just a motel room to me Think I might go work Orlando If them orange groves don't freeze I got my own way of workin' But everything is run, with a southern accent Where I come from
I got my own way of working When everything is wrong With a southern accent Where I come from
For just a minute there I was dreaming For just a minute it was all so real For just a minute she was standing there, with me
There's a dream I keep having Where my mama comes to me And she kneels down over by the window And says a prayer for me I got my own way of prayin' But everyone's begun With a southern accent Where I come from
We have our own way of livin' But everything is done With a southern accent Where I come from

lo cierto es que con un buen photoshop no habría hecho falta pintarse la cara entera de rojo y tener ahora ojos de DJ Pastis (®é) tras quitármelo. Pero bueno ha sido divertido, como siempre.

Hoy ha estado bien, nos hemos reído mucho porque nuestro trabajo es precioso. Ja, ja, ja.
Por lo demás, he sufrido otro flan que no me ha gustado. Nunca encontraré otro... snif
Y os dedico a todos esta lista, pues mi propósito es aprendérmelo y ser capaz de deletrear misiones peligrosas:

alpha
bravo
charlie
delta
echo
foxtrot
golf
hotel
india
juliet
kilo
lima
mike
november
oscar
papa
quebec
romeo
sierra
tango
uniform
victor
whisky
x-ray
yankee
zulu

ayer vi la peli "just friends", que recomiendo a los fans de Anna Faris. Es la mayor basura del reino, pero ella mola un puñao. "ashtoooon you almost caught me" es un gran momento.
hoy me propongo o ver munich o seguir viendo el ala. ya lo decidiré. no veré los cowboys gays. no, no.

tengo frío.


O My O My
What a wretched life
I was born on the day
That my poor mother died
I was cut from her belly
With a stanley knife
My daddy did a jig
With the drunk midwife

Who's that yonder all in flames
Dragging behind him a sack of chains
Who's that yonder all in flames
Up jumped the Devil and he staked his claim

O poor heart
I was doomed from the start
Doomed to play
The villians part
I was the baddest Johnny
In the apple cart
My blood was blacker
Than the chambers of a dead nun's heart

Who's that milling on the courthouse steps
Nailing my face to the hitching fence
Who's that milling on the courthouse steps
Up jumped the Devil and off he crept

O no O no
Where could I go
With my hump of trouble
And my sack of woe
To the digs and deserts of Mexico
Where my neck was safe from the lynching rope

Who's that yonder laughing at me
Like I was the brunt of some hilarity
Who's that yonder laughing at me
Up jumped the Devil 1, 2, 3

Ha-Ha Ha Ha
How lucky we were
We hit the cathouse
And sampled their whares
We got as drunk
As a couple of Czars
One night I spat out
My lucky stars

Who's that dancing on the jailhouse roof
Stamping on the ramping with a cloven hoof
Who's that dancing on the jailhouse roof
Up jumped the Devil and said Here is your man and I got proof

O no don't go O no
O slow down Joe
The righteous path
Is straight as an arrow
Take a walk
And you'll find it too narrow
Too narrow for the likes of me

Who's that hanging from the gallow tree
His eyes are hollow but he looks like me
Who's that swinging from the gallow tree
Up jumped the Devil and took my soul from me

Down we go Down we go Down we go
The Devil and me Down we go down down down
Hell fire and flames Down we go Down we go
To Eternity Down we go We go down down down
Down we go we go down down down
Down we go the Devil and me to Eternity
We go down down down down down ad inferno

mwahahahhaaha
carnavaaal
carnavaaaaal
soy peter crissssss
o algo parecido
mwahahahahaha

he de agradecer a todos mis compañeros y amigos que ayer alcancé mi primer "sorry you cannot post more than 10 comments", por todos estos meses de apoyo.

I wanna rock n roll all niiiiiiite
and party every daaaaaay

me estoy helando
y tengo que lavarme la cara
¿cómo hará Gloria para mantener esto durante días?

bueno pues no voy al cine, que hace mucho frío
quiero rascarme el párpado

CARNIVAL OF LIGHT!

don't wake me up it's another day
cause i dont want to see it on my own
your love is all that i am asking for
but they wont let us be alone
i have been running for a thousand miles
i couldn't find a better place
i need to hold your body in my arms
and feel your kisses on my face
don't you hide your love away
you are the crown of creation,
i want to be your relation
i am getting off at your station
when i was looking for a waterfall
and whatever nature showed to me
to be alone these things just bring you down
when you can share them, then you're free
when i wake up next to you
and i breathe the morning air
i know that you're the only one for me
baby, nothing can compare
don't you.....

Es el séptimo año de presidencia de Josiah Bartlet y ya están haciendo campañitas y a mí, como a CJ, no me gustan las campañas, quitan tiempo de gobernar. What to do, what to do. Además es poco realista, nunca, NUNCA se elegiría presidente a Jimmy Smits.

Gracias, gracias, Gallina!

Lo puse con chinchetas. De momento funciona. Estoy más contenta!!

Heme aquí, recién levantada, elaborando mis planes para el día de hoy. I'm thinkin' sopa de cocido, I'm thinkin' filete, I'm thinkin "The Family Stone". Oh yeah baby. Iba a irme al cine a la de las 4 pero voy a pasar. Aiti, si no vienes mañana iré sola, ultimatum a la tierra.
El dilema es si de verdad merece la pena ducharse sólo para ir a los chinos o con ponerse un sombrero sirve. Aún no lo he decidido, pero creo que acabaré optando por el sombrero. Easy like sunday morning.
Ayer vi "Thumbsucker" como te dije que haría, Pablo, Pablo, Pablo, no pienso ver Primer ninguna otra vez. Thumbsucker estaba bien pero me esperaba la peli del año. El final es genial en cualquier caso. Yo también quiero correr por Nueva York. No sé qué tiene Tilda Swinton que creo que podría ser la Bruja Blanca de verdad. Me da miedo.
También vi, claro, el Ala. Leo tuvo un heart attack. El pobre estaba muy mal, y parecía que tenía 70 años. Pero va a salir de esta. El problema es que John Spencer no. Qué cruel puede llegar a ser la ficción anticipatoria.
No puedo dejar de pensar en hacer un montaje de Trect Ziegler y PJ Cregg. Next time I see you, trect.
Por lo demás, he dormido muy bien. Y Lullaby for Christie es grande. Por eso no pongo canción, porque es instrumental.

Na na na na na na ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti
bam bam bam bam
tiriii titititititiiiii
bam bam bam bam bam bam
nananananananananananananananaa
bam nananana bam bam bam nananannana
chuiiinchuinnnnchananana
bam bam bam

Me and Johnny (Yoni).

Ahh, qué grande fue la noche de ayer, pues vimos The Weather Man.
Y sí, amigos, cómo ver a un hombre que va poco a poco derrumbándose hasta disolverse en un MAR DE LÁGRIMAS, para mi alocado regocijo. Gané, gané. É fue humillado. LLORATOR CRIED AGAIN. As we all knew would happen. No pude dejar de aplaudir. Y aclaramos, de nuevo, que sí, que es un llorador, pero es una peli bastante chula. Además, sale Michael Caine.

Ya son 11 pelis. 9 a 2. mwahahaha.

Hoy he visto Pérdids, creo que Jack está perdiendo su charm. Será por comparación con Rob Lowe, no sé, no sé. En el ala Glenn Close es nueva Cheif Justice del Tribunal Supremo. Can't beat that.

El caso es que mi pared tiene algo porque he puesto una foto sin ningún tipo de adhesivo y se ha quedado pegada. Desde hace 3 horas. El mundo a veces me intriga.

Y he cambiado las sábanas, yo sola. Está muy bonito, blanco, con los animales, como en una peli. Yeah baby.
Y creo que eso es todo lo que voy a hacer housewifish este finde. Me propongo descansar y si acaso algo de bricolaje, al fin y al cabo también soy el hombre de la casa. Se acabó limpiar!!!!

(después de pasar la aspiradora, que tampoco hay que ser tan cerdo)

Pondré la canción de Good Good Day porque aunque no sé si será un good good day, no va mal.
Salud!

See the little cloud up in the sky.
It's a good good day today.
See the little cloud pass on by.
It's a good good day today.

Mary comes now, let Mary be,
Can you see her down on the street?
Mary's laughing 'cause Mary sees
That she's a-wearin' that dress for me.
There can be times,
Yeah...
When no things come together,
Yeah...
Under a clear sky and you can believe,
Yeah...
You hold your breath for this moment,
Yeah...
But do not breathe for this day alone
Is a good day, yes I know,
It's a good day, yeah I know,
Today...

Hear her feet skipping up the stairs.
It's a good good day today.
She is the answer to all of my prayers.
It's a good good day today.

Mary comes now, she don't knock
'Cause she's runnin' on her own little clock
Mary's laughing 'cause Mary knows
That this day was meant for us.
And Mary full knows,
Yeah...
And any foresees that the future,
Yeah...
Is a-down on its knees
And are all crying and a-reelin'
And tears roll down their cheeks
'Cause I can believe in the one
That is standing in front of me
On this day, don't you know,
Is a good day, yes I know,
It's a good day, I told you so,
Today...

See her breasts how they rise and fall,
It's a good good day today.
And she knows I've used that line before,
It's a good good day today.

Mary's laughing, she don't mind
'Cause she knows she's one of a kind.
Mary's laughing, just to me,
Standing next to me
And April knows,
Yeah...
That the wind always blows
Something to someone,
Yeah...
Once in a while, so let it rain,
Let it fall,
Let the wind, oh, through your door
'Cause right now for this moment
For ever me,
Standing next to her,
On this day, which I know
Is a good day, yeah I know
Oh, it's a good day, I told you so
Today...

30 pekos

friiiiiiiiiiday

se me hace muy tarde
me he sobao
he visto a pat
creo que tengo fiebre
fiebre del sábado noche!
uo uo uo
bueno adiós que tengo que ducharme y todo
en ninguna de estas fotos me duché
me encanta

I feel so extraordinary
Something's got a hold on me
I get this feeling I'm in motion
A sudden sense of liberty
I don't care 'cause I'm not there
And I don't care if I'm here tomorrow
Again and again I've taken too much
Of the things that cost you too much
I used to think that the day would never come
I'd see delight in the shade of the morning sun
My morning sun is the drug that brings me near
To the childhood I lost, replaced by fear
I used to think that the day would never come
That my life would depend on the morning sun...

When I was a very small boy,
Very small boys talked to me
Now that we've grown up together
They're afraid of what they see
That's the price that we all pay
Our valued destiny comes to nothing
I can't tell you where we're going
I guess there was just no way of knowing
I used to think that the day would never come
I'd see delight in the shade of the morning sun
My morning sun is the drug that brings me near
To the childhood I lost, replaced by fear
I used to think that the day would never come
That my life would depend on the morning sun...

I feel so extraordinary
Something's got a hold on me
I get this feeling I'm in motion
A sudden sense of liberty
The chances are we've gone too far
You took my time and you took my money
Now I fear you've left me standing
In a world that's so demanding
I used to think that the day would never come
I'd see delight in the shade of the morning sun
My morning sun is the drug that brings me near
To the childhood I lost, replaced by fear
I used to think that the day would never come
That my life would depend on the morning sun...

en este día que he tenido de reflexión y aburrimiento entre sufrimiento y malestar, he comenzado a elaborar mi tesis, la que he venido a titular "Llorator: Realidad o Mito".
Me tomo un momento de reflexión, pues el teclado no me responde como me gustaría y puedo llegar a ponerme nerviosa.

..
...

Sigamos.
Bueno, he aquí la lista en la que he d... fuckin teclado hijod puta
cof

Sí, he aquí la lista en la que he decidido basarme para comenzar mi estudio:

National Treasure
Adaptation
The Family Man
Bringing Out the Dead
Snake Eyes
Face/Off
Con Air
The Rock
Leaving Las Vegas
Peggy Sue Got Married

10 pelis de Nicolas Cage que he visto.
Llora en 8.
No llora en 1.
En Snake Eyes no recuerdo si lo hace o no.
No pongo en la lista City of Angels puesto que no la he visto, pero apostaría algo a que es otro sí.
Tengo a mi disposición The Weather Man y Lord of War, ya os diré si llora o no.
No vamos a llegar a una conclusión aún, esto es sólo el principio, pero oye, los números son los números.

Por lo demás, he hablado con Car, she's alive and well, con algunas molestias que esperemos se subsanen pronto.
Aiti, que conste que te he llamado para charlar y no estás ^^
fjkdsfj
puto teclado





mierda

ya estoy mejor
preparada para volver a la acción

There are no sunsets just silence
You could see that she was true and faithless
But see through the future and forget all the lies
Black out the words for the blind have eyes

I am the girl that wanted to be God
I am the girl that wanted to be God

There are times when you feel hopeless
Just for once for no-one else we are blameless
The dawn is still breaking its heaven is so high
She told the truth, told the truth and then she lied

I am the girl that wanted to be God
I am the girl that wanted to be God

Hold me she said love me to death

I am the girl that wanted to be God

Pongo esto porque es lo que he estado haciendo hoy más que otra cosa: mirar al suelo.

Anoche tracé un astuto plan para no quedarme dormida esta mañana. Consistía en cambiar de lado de la cama para alejarme de la minicadena y así no poder apagar el despertador sin levantarme.
Pues bien, me he levantado y he apagado el despertador. Hora y media después, ha tenido que venir la mujer a sacarme de ahí.
Es que estaba soñando que papi era candidato a la presidencia, y claro, yo era la hija del presidente, por lo cual, podía hacer llegar tarde a trabajar puesto que tenía compromisos oficiales con la campaña.
Esto se debe a que ayer secuestraron a Zoey Bartlet. No veas, Jed se acogió a la enmienda 25, pasé un miedo... John Goodman como Speaker acojonaba. Y por supuesto bombardeó Qumar en las 60 horas que fue presidente en funciones.
Ah, bueno, lo siento por los que no hayan llegado aún a esa temporada.
He tenido un día un tanto gris, como el tiempo que hacía, y hacía frío. Por eso me miro los pies.
El resultado parcial es Perk 0 - Alrededor 1, pero eso cambiará cuando juegue en casa.
Voy a ver si puedo ver un alita. Y parece que a cenar.

Chimes sing sunday morn
Today’s the day she’s sworn
To steal what she never could own
And race from this hole she calls home

Now you’re at the wheel
Tell me how, how does it feel?
So good to have equalised
To lift up the lids of your eyes

As the mile they disappear
See land begin to clear
Free from the filth and the scum
This american satelites won

She’ll carry on through it all
She’s a waterfall

She’ll carry on through it all
She’s a waterfall

See the steeple pine
The hills as old as time
Soon to be put to the test
To be whipped by the winds of the west

Stands on shifting sands
The scales held in her hands
The wind it just whips her away
And fills up her brigantine sails

She’ll carry on through it all
She’s a waterfall
She’ll carry on through it all

She’s a waterfall

siendo como es hoy san valentí, pongo a mi más pequeño y a la vez gran amor del bosque y la montaña.
y del río
es que es tan perro

cumpleaños de jl, japi berdei

me han endosado miles de bolsas, y parecía que yo iba a vivir en una casa ordenada y limpia.

en fin

que leyi está aquí eso es lo importante

y que comí en el vips otra vez

y que tengo frío otra vez

y que quiero ir a DC!!!

jo

Here she comes again
With vodka in her veins
Peen playing with a spike
She couldn't get it right

Splendour in silver dress
Velocity possessed
The world was hers again
It fell apart again

I don't need anyone to hurt me
No, not anyone at all
beause my so-called friends have left me
And I don't care at all

Leave me alone

voy a ver jarri
otra vez
no juego torneo
gracias gallina!
amazing
pero se me ha roto la grapadora
no puedo ponerlo
bueno pues nada que soy perk kong
el gabinete otro día
me están agobiando por todos los flancos
que si los rusos
que si los chechenos

Well frog went a-courtin' and he did ride
With a sword and a pistol by his side And he rode 'til he came to Miss Mouse's door
And then he knelt right down upon the floor
He said, "Little Miss Mouse, will you marry me
Way down yonder in the hollow tree
With an owl and a bat and a bumblebee?"

(Shoop shoop, shoop shoop)
Miss Mouse had suitors, three or four
And they came rushing through the door
Well they grabbed Miss Mouse and began to fight
In the hollow tree; it was a terrible night
Yeah, "Little Miss Mouse, will you marry me
Way down yonder in the hollow tree
With an owl and a bat and a bumblebee?"
Yeah! Yeah!

Mr Frog threw her suitors to the floor
And with his sword and his pistol he killed them all
And they went to the vicar the very next day
And they left on their honeymoon right away
Oh glory, glory, glory be
Way down yonder in the hollow tree
With an owl and a bat and a bumblebee

asumí el cargo hoy tras dar el discurso de inauguración (que he clavao, btw)

hoy veo el último episodio en el que sale sam seaborn
le han puesto una muy buena excusa para dejar la serie
por tanto, no estoy TAN enfadada
un plot elaborao y eso

tengo frío, me he comido una bolsa de patatas fritas y además no he terminado de recoger
quién dijo que terminaría?
nadie eh?
bueno, quizá glenn close
a la pupera.

no tengo dinero para comprar el metrobus porque el cajero no funcionaba así que mañana pagaré 1 euro
cuán injusta es la vida yenesepa.
no voy a comerme las judías verdes ni nada de eso eh
no te vayas a creer
ja
y nada, fin de fin de semana productivo en mi psicótica existencia en la que vacío armarios para volver a llenarlos

CCR - Who'll stop the rain

Long as I remember
the rain been comin' down.
Clouds of myst'ry pouring
confusion on the ground.
Good men through the ages,
try'n' to find the sun,
and I wonder, still I wonder,
who'll stop the rain.

I went down Virgina
seekin' shelter from the storm.
Caught up in the fable,
I watched the tower grow.
Five years plans and new deals,
wrapped in golden chains,
and I wonder, still I wonder,
who'll stop the rain.

Heard the singers playin'
how we cheered for more.
The crowd had rushed together,
trying' to keep warm.
Still the rain kept pourin',
fallin' in my ears,
and I wonder, still I wonder
who'll stop the rain.

Virginia, sólo un pasito debajo de DC

hey
how you doin?
carrrrrrrrrr putanna del diablo
aaaaiaiaaam coooooolin youuu
i know you hear me

no he terminao
como dije
me queda guardar unas sábanas, unos albornoces y dos mochilas en forma de oso.
eso desde hoy a las 5
son las 8
bueno
es que he estao viendo el ala.
ya voy por el 3 de la cuarta
ay ay ay
pobre CJ
es tan maja
pobre

pat sé que tu internet se ha jodido
ánimo
you can live through this

creo que me iré a dormir a las 10
gud nait gud people

hoy sólo he escuchao the unguarded moment on a loop, así que no pongo nada.

Lost.

Me doy al estilo de vida "Refugiado, lejos de la patria", ya que he optado por vivir en un vertedero. Sé cómo ha ocurrido y todos los pasos que me han llevado a ello, el por qué quizá sólo sea una cuestión de compulsividad extrema a la hora de hacer las cosas. "Si ves el ala, ves el ala; si recoges el vestidor, mueves los armarios de sitio y llenas el pasillo de basura"
ay ay cuándo aprenderé
el caso es que no he terminado
no creo que termine
es imperativo terminar mañana
no creo que termine
en cualquier caso, voy a seguir.

I've lost control again



Walk in silence,
Don't walk away, in silence.
See the danger,
Always danger,
Endless talking,
Life rebuilding,
Don't walk away.

Walk in silence,
Don't turn away, in silence.
Your confusion,
My illusion,
Worn like a mask of self-hate,
Confronts and then dies.
Don't walk away.

People like you find it easy,
Naked to see,
Walking on air.
Hunting by the rivers,
Through the streets,
Every corner abandoned too soon,
Set down with due care.
Don't walk away in silence,
Don't walk away.

mae niu teibol.

a veces me doy con las patas.
pero ya me acostumbraré.
estoy con el perro, pero no ha querido salir en las fotos de la mesa.
no tengo nada que contar.
que mañana es viernes.
que no pienso hacer guardia.
que tengo sueño.
que hace días que no veo el ala.
que ni me he acordado de perdidos.
que me he bajao los cowboys gays.
que no creo que la vea.
que internet va de pena.
que hoy es el cumpleaños de alguien y no recuerdo quién.
que un camarero idiota me ha dicho "kikiriki" cuando he pedido gallo para comer.
que ya.

Let's go to the States

I say goodbye to all my sorrows
And by tomorrow I'll be on my way
I guess the Lord must be in New York City

I'm so tired of getting nowhere
Seeing my prayers going unanswered
I guess the Lord must be in New York City

Well here I am, Lord
Knocking on your back door
Ain't it wonderful to be
Where I've always wanted to be
For the first time I'll be free in New York City

I say goodbye to all my sorrows
And by tomorrow I'll be on my way
I guess the Lord must in New York City

I'm so tired of getting nowhere
Seeing my prayers going unanswered
I guess the Lord must be in New York City

Well here I am, Lord
Knocking on your back door
Ain't it wonderful to be
Where I've always wanted to be
For the first time I'll be free in New York City

ahh, qué grande es el cine.
Loaded Weapon 1, mítica.

Bueno hoy ha venido el perro a verme y hemos estao ahí un rato hablando. Es tan cultivada. Ha dicho "ggggg", y yo no puedo estar más de acuerdo.
Eroooski erooooski
la la la
Nada, Car estaba en Piccadilly. Perra.
No tengo nada que decir, amigos.
Y esta canción suena como el culo, pero es genial, y más si la cantan Tom Waits y Elvis Costello juntos:

I forgot more than you'll ever know about her.

You think you know the smile on her lips
The thrill and the touch of her fingertips
But I forgot more than you'll ever know about her.

You think you'll find heaven of bliss
In each caress, in each tender kiss
But I forgot more than you'll ever know about her.

You stole her love from me one day
You didn't care, oh, it hurt me
But you can never steal away memories of what used to be.

You think she's yours, to have and to hold
Someday you'll learn, when her love grows cold
But I forgot more than you'll ever know about her.

Jimena.
Hoy comimos.
Aquí desafía a la ley de la gravedad para verter sin derramar un té.

No sé si vendrán Aito y Lucky Strike Walker porque la última va a yoga... lo que hay que ver.
En cualquier caso, lo contaré mañana.

He llegado a casa de día por primera vez tras salir a las 6. Sólo ha durado 10 minutos pero ha sido muy agradable.

Voy a limpiar la mesa del salón.

Gudbae.

If you gave me a fresh carnation
I would only crush it's tender petals
With me you'll have no escape
And at the same time there'll be nowhere to settle -
I trample down all life in my wake
I eat it up and take the cake
I just avert my eyes to the pain
Of someone's loss helping my gain
If you gave me a dream for my pocket
You'd be plugging in the wrong socket
With me there's no room for the future
With me there's no room with a view at all -
I am out of season all year 'round
Hear machinery roar to my empty sound
Touch my heart and feel winter
Hold my hand and be doomed forever -

If you gave me a fresh carnation
I would only crush it's tender petals
With me you'll have no escape
And at the same time there'll be nowhere to settle.
And if you're wondering by now who I am
Look no further than the mirror -
Because I am the greed and fear
And every ounce of hate in you.

ahora soy brunette
ja!
este es el perro del baño.

me he visto un alita como quien no quiere la cosa.
ahora no sé qué hacer. es decir, entre ver el ala o una peli, claro.

ayer vi THE ROCK
vi a LLORATOR
LLORANDO
por supuesto

estoy leyendo las aventuras de Naoko y Watanabe. sólo por desafiar a aiti por decirme que no lo haría.

y bueno, nada más.

pongo esta canción porque hoy la he cantado en la calle tranquilamente parada enfrente del videoclub y la gente me miraba raro.

I don't feel as if I know you
You take up all my time
The days are long and the night will throw you away
Coz the sun don't shine
Nobody ever mentions the weather can make or break your day
Nobody ever seems to remember life is a game we play

We live in the shadows and we had the chance and threw it away
And it's never gonna be the same
Cos the years are following by like the rain
And it's never gonna be the same
'Til the life I knew comes to my house and says
Hello

There ain't no sense in feeling lonely
They got no faith in you
But I've got a feeling you still owe me
So wipe the shit from your shoes
Nobody ever mentions the weather can make or break your day
Nobody ever seems to remember life is a game we play

We live in the shadows and we had the chance and threw it away
And it's never gonna be the same
Cos the years are following by like the rain
And it's never gonna be the same
'Til the life I knew comes to my house and says
Hello

Hello!
Hello!
Hello!
Hello!
It's good to be back

Pues resulta que el creador de el ala es el creador de algunos hombres buenos.
la verdad es que tendría que haberlo sabido.
los buenos siempre son los mismos.
y rob lowe ha hecho de daniel kaffee.
los buenos siempre son los mismos.
por lo demás, he tenido un día nada productivo, pero a cambio he visto el ala. dos episodios, nada menos.
ha estado bien el fin de semana, pero se ha hecho corto como siempre.
feliz cumpleaños, laura linney, la mejor actriz de todos los tiempos.

no creo que pueda decir que me ha gustado una película que no entiendo ni a la de tres, no? no sé, creo yo.
aparte, tan listos que sois los que la habéis entendido a la primera, seguro que os la han explicao.
de mi cuarto no me gusta que no tengo un sillón huevo. y es totalmente necesario.

me estoy reservando la mejor canción de nick cave para cuando sea un buen buen día.

bueno he conseguido poner el salón a mi gusto después de pasar un día desastroso por odiarlo. ahora odio mi cuarto. el baño es la mejor parte de la casa.
Gracias por cederme amablemente tu mesa, Lama, te la he sustituido por una bonita silla de diseño, te quejarás!
He visto Primer, y como bien le he contado a Cort, no me he enterado ni de la misa la media que se dice por ahí y no sé en absoluto qué significa. Juro que he prestado mucha atención, estoy realmente desconcertada.
He hecho unos macarrones de Hacendado de Comercial Gallo porque sí amigos, Gallo hace la pasta de Hacendado y cuesta la mitad.
Y me he cepillao la batería de la cámara, ahí, dándolo todo.
Sin olvidar la que he armao ahí a mi estilo Goofiesco para rellenar un poco el puf amarillo con sus bolitas que he esparcido por toda la habitación. Y para qué? Pues no lo sé, porque sigue sin gustarme la disposición actual, no sé qué voy a hacer, no sé, no sé, ay ay ay.
Y no he visto ni un episodio de el ala hoy, porque mis altavoces no sé hacer que se oigan más alto y tengo que leer los subtítulos con atención para enterarme de lo que dicen, y cuando se habla de vender armas a Qumar, hay que tomárselo en serio.
Me despido con un cordial saludo,
Perkins.

Sólo quiero poner canciones de Nick Cave, realmente, así que no sé, creo que no pondré ninguna. Ale.

qué gran disco es el de b-sides omg

bueno hoy ha sido un día normalito, gracias al señor.

tengo comida, tengo couk, tengo palmál, tengo cámara, tengo el ala... preparada para un gran fin de semana sin hermano! mwahaha

cuán cuestionable es el "marcru", alias "ventu", válgame dios. pero sí, he comido ahí. otra vez.

bueno, ya no pongo nada más, me estoy congelando con mi política de "hay que ahorrar calefacción".

Home alone:

Stab a sorry heart
With your favourite finger
Paint the whole world blue
And stop your tears from stinging
Hear the cavemen singing
Good news they`re bringing
Seven seas
Swimming them so well
Glad to see
My face among them
Kissing the tortoise shell
A longing for
Some fresher feeling
Belonging
Or just forever kneeling
Where is the sense in stealing
Without the grace to be it
Seven seas
Swimming them so well
Glad to see
My face among them
Kissing the tortoise shell
Burning my bridges
And smashing my mirrors
Turning to see if you`re cowardly
Burning the witches with mother religious
You`ll strike the matches and shower me
In water games
Washing the rocks below
Taught and tamed
In time with tear flow
Seven seas
Swimming them so well
Glad to see
My face among them
Kissing the tortoise shell
Seven seas
Swimming them so well
Glad to see
My face among them
Kissing the tortoise
Seven seas
Swimming them so well
Glad to see
My face among them
Kissing the tortoise shell

He aquí un ejemplo de lo que me habría gustado hacer durante todo el día de hoy.

Y es el día de la marmota... otra vez.

Phil dice que quedan seis semanas más de invierno.

En Mercadona había mucho producto cargado, no sé si 01 o 03. aaaaaggghh

Menos mal que está el truskin aquí a mi lao.

Y que mañana es viernes. (voz en off: ...tienes guardia, infeliz...)

A poem by Shane McGowan:

I've been loving you a long time
Down all the years, down all the days
And I've cried for all your troubles
Smiled at your funny little ways

We watched our friends grow up together
And we saw them as they fell
Some of them fell into heaven
And some of them fell into hell

I took shelter from a shower
And I stepped into your arms
On a rainy night in Soho
The wind was whistling all its charms

I sang you all my sorrows
And you told me all your joys
Whatever happened to that old song
To all those little girls and boys
Those little girls and boys

Now the song is nearly over
We may never find out what it means
But there's a light I hold before me
And you're the measure of my dreams
The measure of my dreams

Sometimes I wake up in the morning
The gingerlady by my bed
Covered in a cloak of silence
I hear you in my head

I'm not singing for the future
I'm not dreaming of the past
I'm not talking of the fist time
I never think about the last

Now the song is nearly over
We may never find out what it means
Still there's a light I hold before me
You're the measure of my dreams
The measure of my dreams

she's gone away gone away perk said

ja! la casa para mí! y para la mugre...

sí, se ha ido, pero no sin antes dejarme con un recadito de la muerte que ahora tengo que ir a recoger y que sé que va a costar una fortuna.

eso sí, absténganse de venir a mi ventana: CAR NO ESTÁ

por lo demás, aito, quiero ver PRIME (uma thurman, meryl streep) y quiero verla pronto. la estrenan this findus.

y me voy a por las impresiones del infierno más profundo.

Y gran canción:

I thought so long and suddenly I realised I love love
I thought so long and suddenly I realised I love love
Am I loving the girl or the feeling I feel?
Is it just the idea that I like or is it for real?
I recall a special friend, I invited her home for tea
And while my mother cooked a meal she was under the table with me
I thought so long and suddenly I realised I love love
I thought so long and suddenly I realised I love love
These ideas that I have remain fixed in my head
Only the characters change it's someone else there instead
One day we went down to the park to feed the ducks some bread
Foul fowls wouldn't touch a scrap so we jumped in the duckpond instead
I thought so long and suddenly I realised I love love
I thought so long and suddenly I realised I love love
Lalalalala...